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every so often it's good to clean our cabinets cabinets but the doors don't shut the doors don't shut you aren't a poet just because you repeat your self you repeat your self she takes the cash and would give no reciept for you and only her bonded friends can be hired for her required 'mitigation' make sure it's all in tens and twenties.
November 29, 2016
My windmill is tilted tilted, tilting
at your windmill is tilted, tilted, tilting at
my windmill. My windmill is grinding corn
my windmill is toasty warm
when the sun in high
and the day is long.
Out in the river you can see the rocks
when the water's low,
the day is over, the
ferry has made it's long crossing.
All of the things she demands
her tyranical rants
and the money for the car
the diamonds, pearls and
little furry pets
and a constant stream of soda
all of it today tomorrow
yesterday drive
us all away off into the forest
"you are the sinner,
you not a Vermnotteer
you
you are the sinner, you.
not a Versnooststeer"
Yesterday it was broken dreams
when some of this
made sense
all day long
he laments his calling
gone retrograde,
the fence at the edge of the swamp,
the fringes of the forest, off in a
memory,
lost
in a long forgotten yesterday
suddenly reappears.
It's cold there that day
though the light was bright
the fringes of the field
were all grown over by then,
it had been left fallow.
You would have been pulling a sled
or a taboggan
and it would have been cold and damp
and dangerous
but no one would have been scared.
There were not thickets then,
it's a different memory now
when they'd mow it.
Cow Weeds and Pig Weeds and Hogweed
damage and cortesone and
caritgine
and vitamins
and a fussy coach who was nosy
and a far away father, always travelling,
and the Winter
with knit mittens
that didn't work against the cold
and snot down his face
and snot on the jacket of his coat
he didnt' even see it.
Didn't think it matter,
never thought it was anything,
too cold, too lost, where do you live, little boy?
Call an officer to find his home.
Find a person who
can make him feel less alone
he's never been to this neighborhood
and no body knows who he is.
So Duders mohter must have known
better, about these things, she
called an officer who showed up just like that
and he was very large,
and the kid was scared a little, like
he didn't love cops.
So then it was later.
I'm walking up that next street,
the icey hill, the limosene service
pulled up to Mavin's Maidly's house
evening delivery
liquor and soda.
The Christmas lights were on.
I never thought of that boy again,
lost and bawling frozen tears.
Lost boys you really can't follow me home
or don't I know how young you really were?
Rat out some small child to a welfare
profiteers,
they'll see it that there's money in it,
I can hear the ladies talking.
I wasn't knowing what they were saying, about
who it were that was being discussed,
no one I remember.
It wasn't my sled.
I don't let strays follow me
when I'm wondering through the forest
but you can't stop them from doing it
when they've got the mind to.
Saturday
we'd go all the way up that long road,
and down the longer hill to the lake
all the way around
rampaging through the college,
all the pretty girls smelling like smiles and giggles
and us being young and rathscallion
screaming like champians
running through the tennis courts
disrupting all the girls' games.
I could walk out across the frozen lake
it would be thin ice
over where the river runs into the head of the lake
We all knew not to skate over there.
Sean!
They collect
environmental fines
to fund their lavishness
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♥♥? he blathered: clearly countertative, cause redactical cause redactical cleary countertative. Kanye's not crazy crazy like a fox. Foxes have holes. Birds of the air birds of the air. Foxes have holes. The son of man has no place to call home . . . Kanye is not crazy. crazy, crazy like a fox. Waves of leaves flood the fields and woodslands clearly in need of a snowfall to make it all a happy winter scene, children sleding like from a distant dream. Clearly eve evening evening in Malibu a gracious painter holding a single maple leaf, elegance of form, a painting of many pots that she is selling at auction. You can have it If you bit it bid it win it. Win a tour win a life of touring. Your not Jesus. You have a home. You don't live in a hole. You have a family who wants you to be well. When manic people are often exceptionally creative. Except maybe they can't tell the difference. Eve tweets about her discontents. Kanye remains under observation by millions who really want to know Are you alright? Was that quite a fight? Would you and Eve be OK? Would you buy her painting on a better day? bid it, win it, paint it, show it. If you never try you never learn to walk How could we have learned to fly if no one would ever try? Kanye's not crazy. Eve seems to have a contented life secure enough to tweet about politics. discontented with other people's choices. I hail her, I solute her, if she ever got 'checked in' her people kept it from the press. We are all her people. We wish her well forever. She was a princess amoung princesses, never a flighty queen not ever known for being mean or all agrandized never one put out there to despise. If he never tries, he never flies. Make sense of this with all your ties. If he never tries he never succeeds give up some large part of very many greeds. My painting is all words just glittering I always felt great joy while everybody is painting It was never a competition. get out your box of wax pencils, fill up a page with color. Make sure there aren't any empty spaces. But the empty space stands apart and gives the border to the forms. The forms take shape as effort continues, a poetic form perhaps most vauge of all no rythum to guide you, no color theme, that if you use those materials you can't go wrong, no one beating a drum in time so that the orator knows when to beat the next sylable into the heads of the audiences Kany's ascended the light towers, he's way up high above the stage which is very high already, very high already already very high already and no one had to put him there he didn't need to climb up there. He can't touch the sun, you cna't touch the sun, he knows that he isn't Jesus. Maybe Jesus could go and touch him directly, visit him and calm him and feed him your wine. Love him and cure him. cure me. cure you, the reader, cure Eve cure Donald, cure Hillary. And when you try and understand other people's art they might tell you nothing with their smile. Their twitter feed still shines out, even after they have abandoned it. The sunlight along the ridges, the aspen glow of the late afternoon. The haze and distant cliffs draped in pendant whisps of evaporation, blown along and made into clouds? Or is that a distant forest fire? Upon the ridge, along the Sierra highway, the other travellor knows where the fire burns, someone's ranch, someone fertile vinyard, someone's maple grove, an artist's cottage and a summer's worth of fancy painting. Let's hope that's not really what it is. Race to the stars? Reproduce the master work? How many masterpieces, through out the long ages of mankind have been destroyed by neglect or mallice? HOw many mona lisa's? And even if you see her standing in the sunlight head slightly cocked, to be respected as a talented painter do you notice her own ease and grace and welcoming nature even if she is a skeptic about politics and inclined to let you know how she feels about the news of the world. Shine on, oh life time stars of human novae! 🖐🖑 🖑🖐glossary of what's next
♥♥? :
Be nice to yourself and others. What other choice?
The waste land of your spirit quest hallucinations aren't coins to use to explain away what you delude to be failures of being, your excess, kicking in the door of some strangers SUV at Venice Beach, October 2014. You were out of your mind and being inhuman raving at 'them' about your urges, needs, crappy understanding of society and the wider world wind and waves. But your better now, by now? some time in a rehab for a while? found by someone important? Your better now, and I won't ask about the tats, bars, stars, gang sign markings. Got to go wash? Wash-off your life from yourself? What we have done What we have failed to do. building bridges where there is a river? building bridges and walls, roads, valley town around the roll in the highway,up the mountain, down the mountain up the mountain down the mountainthis must be stealing, you can't wash off who you are. You can't. You can only be born again once it is said get born again. got the message? hang up the phone? Want to experiment with awareness? take a long nap, remove yourself from delusions that the peculiarity of the place that you will create for yourself if you burn off parts of your mind is going to be anything more than just an idiosyncratic virtual delusion Maybe you could wrap it up in stories? Leave them in a box, no body will read them? I'm being a buzz kill? buzzing on means that you land on a flower, for a while, if you were a butterfly and then fly on to the next one. // // Or maybe that is where you'd lay your eggs, if you were a butterfly. You are not a butterfly even if on alkaloids you could think that you were.Wake up!
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Today was the day of setting the clocks forward.
March 10, 2024 10:35 PM EST
No one who contacts me about work seems to provide any serious prospects, like they are just hazing me..
The realization that much of what you find on line is just bots messing with people and trying to train them to be ineffective at debate by making them revert to insults, putdowns, and sub-human behavior makes social media seem to be a wasteland. It is best to not participate in that.
All the rain could have been snow! 2024!
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Teach me to be an instrument of your Peace! -St Thomas Aquinis
Success after long perseverence gives you a new life!
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We change as we grow and become someone newer who understands our role better in the plans of God.
well most news was about the raid a few weeks ago, I read up on what I could find.
I read up on it but I didn't try to spend too much time dwelling on it.
I wrote some things. But I can only observe these things. I wish not to be seen as being one who understands what it going on in the world these days. I try to learn what happens and try less to 'splain about the peeps involved. That whole 'It's them!' finger pointing is bogus and discordant to an eccumenical and open hearth world view.
And those who seek to live within a meta where they rule the world as a cartoon avatar persona . . . and do their pyramid scheme money-thang and their virtuality as if it's real . . . They do as they will and I have no say over their futures. So why do they pretend to have a say over mine?
The answer is: that if they live within a meta, then their rules are for them there. Outside of that, in the real world, those of us who aren't crazy with self-entitled ideation, and wealth beyond measure that enables us to put the equipment on, and all of it's tethering and attachments and live within that matrix world . . . all of us who do not wish to join them in what seems to be a depraved cult of wish fulfillment cooupled with a magical point of view about the fate of peoples and persons . . . all of us who have not gone crazy like that . . . you can't really expect us to let you carry on and try to rule us from within your cage of technology?
video gaming morphed into 'meta world creation' because the games were too depraved that had the cool world layouts that people like. The puzzles one loves to solve, and the cool graphics that one wants to see were those times interspersed with simulated acting out of depraved behaviors, like having to kill all the other characters in the scene before one moves on to the next level.
So at some point you trained yourself to not do it, to click through the depravity as if it's not there, and maybe miss a creepy backstory. I gave up playing those kinds of games, and I still ike to watch old replays, but I fast forward through the gun fight parts, the ghouls who hound Lara Croft in the end levels of, say Tomb Raider aniversary are tiresome and almost designed to make the players hate this kind of depravity in a game, as if the writers are telling their funders ;Really, a kill anything that seems alive simulation? Like clones could never be born without a need to kill everything else in the proximity from where it emerged? Well, we all know what happend to the Lora Croft franchise, and most video games.
But the graphics can be compelling and fun, so people still get some enjoyment out of it.
And those who think that they can rule from within a meta? they have the persona of the villianous ancient ghoul who haunts Laura through out here travels. Watch a walk through of tomb Raider Aniversary. Feel free to fast forward through the psychopathic parts. But do listen to the banter and the dialog. Spoiler alert: Laura has a lot of soul searching to do.
Aug 29, 2022 Tell us how you really feel
sometimes you just need to remove kruft.
Politics never ends but sometimes it's better to remain mute. Mostly when there is nothing needing or wanting to be said.
but that is no one, that has not hapened to anyone you made it up. thankfully true.
We move along. We keep doing for ourselves. We survive. We don't let the world define who and what we are, or how we feel, or what any of this really means.
And if they have bad humor, and will not forgive they will hate you then.
but at least in that story they leave you alone after all of that
They dont' always leave you alone. It seems they still sometimes want to connect to try to draw that cray cray narrative out one more time. And you have to explain that, no, sorry, this is a bit. You caught me while I was writing a character, that's not me. I am using tht as a dialog in a paly that I'm having my character write inside of his narrative, he's writing his own play about a guy writing a play.
It's like he feeds on it, I get bothered that he lets me go on with it.
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well, little else now.
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It's August. People are harvasting their tomatoes. Other people don't have any tomatoes. The chipmunks will eat every single one while it's still very tiny. You need a fortified and fenced in garden.
9:12 AM EST Thursday Aug 29, 2022
Greetings from tree shaded yard!
Praise The Lord for insight given!
as an example . . . I have tried to do some introspective things as I come into awareness of my own flaws, and recognize the way I act and correct my self and make a better narrative for myself and for others.
you raise me up from far away when a memory of you lifts me!
Somethings never change nothing need stay the same ah, but on a website the constant change is kind-of the point . . .
change without continuity and tradition is often very hard to manage for those thrust into it. And thus the frame of things gives a place for the change to happen. If you violate that idea then you are coming up with something completely different and maybe no one will want to see your new idea, or use your great, new venue, because it's too far out, and very far away from what they currently care about. It's a nether or a meta and it's merely for a lark? Or does it become the next big thing? As fun as graphics are (CGI) and animation, and making a world to fly around in (like minetest, which is easy when you learn how) ultimately such a meta is a hollow place. It's a distraction during the season of gaming. It allows one to brush up on geometry and math, and architectural design, it gives people training in computer languages, it allows someone to make some graphical ideas, and pass a few hours of time every few days or so . . .
To live within such a realm really isn't possible.
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previous previous previous previous previous previous previous previous nextPoem Shards just who reads, who writes these poems? off a mountain road the poet roams but only in a poem. Realizing that the empty is empty and not needing anything there. just who shows up and for what? I'm lonely or am alone or what does it matter? driving off towards the nothing walking along the nowhere path up high sure, it's a pretty view but seen it, done it, jaded, back to the air port he flew his fantasy of happy vacation was through.The deep snow.
The deep snow. She doesn't know how deep. She didn't think about it. Depth of snow no one know in rills and hollows where you shouldn't go when the storm is fierce and the night is cold even you shouldn't be so bold. poem is from 2012 short story titled Blizzard Baby The morning light is hued in cold awareness. Warming in the sun the bunny explores the snow covered lawn. The tracks melt by mid morning. Bunny doesn't know what the song means, anyway. This giant bubble that we call awareness? How could it have been formed? Seemingly hollow, it's filled up with you reading this and wondering where does this idle poet get his idle hours to spew out this bubble web of hollowness? 🚦 🚧 🚨 🚩 🚪 🚫 🚬 🚭 🚮 🚯 🚰 🚱 🚲 🌛 🌑 🌒 🌓 🌔 🌕 🌖 🌗 🌘 🌙 🌚 🌛 🌜 🌝. 🚤 🚥 sometimes there is beauty within the fragments . . . 🌜🌜🌜🌝🌛🌛🌛 Sprongg . . . onng . . . ongg ga Her tired morning seems more like poetry than anything you can find on a blog. Bark Bark. Bark Bark. Tree Bark Bark. Bark Bark. Dog 🌑 🌒 🌓 🌔 🌕 🌖 🌗 🌘 🌙 🌚 🌛 🌜 🌝. 🚤 🚥 Woof and woe🌝 🌑 🌒 🌓 🌔 🌕 🌖 🌗 🌘 🌙 🌚 🌛 🌜 🌝. 🚤 🚥 Space Ship snowman floats off towards Billy Perilli, writer of all of the things on this blog. 🌜🌜🌜🌝🌛🌛🌛
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Ya, I decided to load Fedora Core 38 Beta about a month ago, and this machine kept shutting down . . . I think I finally fixed it. Tomorrow is the big release day for the Fedora Core 38. My production workstation is still running FC37. I don't know if I'll jump right on it right away. . .
my server is still resetting, or maybe I have it fixed. I decided to just remove plasma-desktop, as I don't use it. The journals were giving all kinds of errors with that, and I think that might have been the issue, conflicting with the gdm that I do use. Worst case I'd just go to runlevel 3 but, as I said in another column, I don't really even know if anyone views these pages anyway.
My production box would upgrade but the dnf says it would downgrade grum and associated tools, and that's never a good thing to do. I'm just not going to do it! anyway I'll check tomorrow when the offical release is and probably do it then. If I'm in the mood.
So now I've run every version of Fedora serving this website! that's a long time.
April 17, 2023 8:28 PM ESThere is from a year ago:
It took some time to figure out how to defeat the new screensaver built in, but I was able to. It's the biggest downside to the new Gnome.
I set the keybindings to something I don't use, and then put in a custom keybinding to use the old tool.
There are other minor things that annoy too, like the restoration of a deleted file that I always have to delete again on every FC core upgrade. The file is name camera-shutte.oga. It's in /usr/share/sounds/freedesktop/stereo
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At the precipice of coding.
a mountain trail often has a place with a great view and a perilous fall if you wonder just a bit too far to one side of the trail. It's called a precipice. It's not a scary place. It's a safe place that one passes through.
OK, so I've done an update to FC34.
the biggest issue was . . . . drum roll . . .a lock up of gnome.
and if i clicked on the activities button I would need to reload (log out log back in).
I was able to run stuff without that, and thus determined a list of files that might need to be removed. I did as full reinstall of gnome as such:
dnf reinstall gnome
then I did a
dnf list installed |grep fc33
which gave me a list of files to consider uninstalling.
from that I got the following:
first odd issue:
sudo was not at first working! I had to install it! I kept the configuration file so I have my preferences still set up.
dnf install sudo dnf reinstall gnome-* dnf reinstall kde* dnf reinstall NetworkManager* dnf remove gnome-screensaver dnf remove gnome-shell-extension-desktop-icons-20.04.0-2.fc33.noarch dnf remove xorg-x11-xkb-extras-7.7-33.fc33.x86_64 dnf remove compat-openssl10-1:1.0.2o-11.fc33.x86_64 dnf remove mozjs60-60.9.0-7.fc33.x86_64
there are still some fc33 packages, (I also looked for fc32 packages, anything older that was gnome)
sudo dnf list installed |grep fc33 biber.noarch 2.14-4.fc33 @fedora gamin.x86_64 0.1.10-37.fc33 @fedora libgta.x86_64 1.0.9-5.fc33 @fedora
if removing a package also removed large numbers of other packages, I left it. For each of the few that I did remove, I always would make sure by reading what would happen before agreeing to the transaction.
now the gnome-shell is working and it doesn't lock up. So which of the packages that I removed made the difference? I am not sure.
and so after just a few short hours of install, I've got my system working in away that seems normal.
the new gnome shell moves the icons to the bottom of the screen.
I find gnome-shell to be annoyingly poppy at times. I tend to do things rapidly, and all the popping can be nauseating.
It is helpful to learn how to use dnf. I've found that the reverse history stuff works as long as you haven't made too many changes. It's a dicey, though, to try and go back to an older revision but I did it ONCE. Next time it didn't work out so well. AT that point it was installing dnf and yum from rpms.
and I had success. It's the kind of thing that when you know how to do it . . .
but there was one other trick that I needed and it was a scary way to reset a password and I did discover how to do it. I'm not sharing that one (barely remember) it's like these things exist in a nether, and it's best to . . . let the knowledge fade unless you need it. It's too scary to dwell in that space.
anyway, gnome shell is working. It's not flighty and hanging up. And all it took was to remove the old packages of gnome that might conflict with it. And now I can continue with my review.
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